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So it viewer choice night huh? So fucken what, I'm booked in a tag match in which I wont even know who my tag partner going to be. Like I'm scared? I'm not as I'm thinking to myself in this weight room. Working out forcusing on kicking ass as I been in the room for hours and hours as my soon to be wife sits and watches from the wall as I just don't care about anything but winning right now to prove that I can win.

"Are you done yet it been five hours.. I'm hurgery!"
as she said looking over at me.

I shake my head. "Then go eat! I'm getting myself ready for my match."

As I told her as she stood up. "You are a fucken asshole!"

As she stormed out as I shake my head again as I kept on working out and lifting weights. A couple hours had gone by as I finish up finally as I went to changed into my cloths as I walk out and got into my 2013 Dodge Viper as I drove to the arena. As I get there I get a text on my phone from Michelle as I opened it as it told me 'Don't come home tonight!' I didn't brother repling because I'm not getting my mind taken off the course ahead as I have a sit down interview with Steve Sayors. As I work to the arena and took a seat.
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"I am here with a man who been on a losing streak now here in XWF. Mr. Styles thank you for joining me." As he started it off.

I gave a little smile. "Yeah no problem."

"First of all the XWF fans wants to know why you didn't show up in your last match? Does it had to do with losing to Ann Traxx and had to wear a clown suit?"

I gave him a evil look as I answer it. "First of all Steve we are here to talk about this weeks Madness, but since you idiots need to know, No it had nothing to do with that little peace of slut called Ann Traxx. You think for one second that lost brothers me? And do you really think even if I did showed up that I will be wrestling in a clown suit? Your kidding me right?"

"It wa...." I stoped him right there. "I know what that match contract said but I care less. I'm not going to make that little bitch happy and let her get her way. So no I won't wear a clown suit. Not now....Not ever... I didn't show up because my two kids were sick. And to me Steve my kids means more to me then wrestling..Next question"

"Ok then, this week is viewer choice week and you are book for a Tag match where the fans pick the teams. You could either be teamed with Johnathyn Davidson, Gamegenie, or John Black. And it's for John Black's freedom.. Who would you like to team up with and your opinion on the match?"

As I look right into the camera under my baseball cap. "To be honest I can care less about who I'm teamed up with. I'm only here to stop my losing streak tonight and win. So Mr. Black better pray to god he is my tag partner in order to get his freedom. If not they well Sorry about your damn luck. Tonight it don't matter who I'm teaming up with or who I'm facing. It don't matter. Someone is going to get knock out by a JC Kicker and someone might tap out to the JC Tapper. Boys I will see you in the ring." As I start to take the mic off of me as the camera fades away.